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Results Day

Today is results day...
Today is the day where I discover my long-awaited fate.

Am I going to fail and regret every decision I’ve ever made?
or am I going to pass , in which case I’m destined to be okay,
or at least that’s what people say.
 


That’s on the condition that I go on to do well at the next stage
Yet why must my life be a continuous series of tests and games?

I’ve been absolutely dreading this day, 

I can feel my heart beating out of my chest just pleading for this moment to go away. 


Knowing that people are going to ask me what I’ve got is something I cannot face. 

The pressure to do well hangs over me like a dead weight.

What will people say?
What if I’m the only one who fails and everyone else does great?

It seems that we’re put under so much pressure at a young age 

Expected to know what we want to do with our lives, make the right choices, get the best grades. 

And expected to somehow, come out of it all okay.

We’re not encouraged to figure ourselves out, but told what is expected, 

There's all this pressure from day one, without a thought on how we’re affected. 


You’re told that if you fail, you’re not going to make it far in life. 

You might as well give up now, and kiss all those opportunities goodbye. 


But why should my worth be defined by some grades on a page? 

Why should I have to live the rest of my life in regret,
because I made some mistakes in an exam one day.
 

Why should I be constantly reminded that I was a few marks away from an A
and that was the difference between my life being successful and okay.
It shouldn’t have to work that way, 


So today , I won’t let my  results define me, I’ll make the most of every opportunity.
I won’t let the system make me believe that I’m a failure...
based on 4 letters on a sheet of A4 Paper.

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